The mood at the moment is really bad, begging for a poem

For a while, I liked a while, and I missed a time when I listened to a while.

Palm prints that sit in one time and miss another.

How would it feel to listen to that song at that time?

Did we meet at that time? Is it an encounter or a miss?

Or, an encounter without an ending?

There should be at least one time in my life, forgetting myself for someone, not asking for results, not asking for peers, not asking for having oneself, not even asking you to love me, just asking for you to meet you in my most beautiful years.

Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust.

In the past, there was no makeup, shallow time, light years, old glow, and indifference.

Poem: Swing in the wall and outside the wall.

Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall.

The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed.

If you don't look back, why don't you forget.

If there is no fate, why swear.

Today's all kinds are like water without a trace.

Tomorrow and night, you are no longer strange.

Sentence: 1. Thank you for your ruthlessness and let me learn to die.

2. Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, honor and disgrace are not shocked, looking at the clouds in the sky, and going to stay unintentionally.

3. The happiness on the face can be seen by others. Who can feel the pain in their hearts?

4. The rainy air, the tired sadness, the fairy tale in my memory has slowly melted.

5. On the day you left, I decided not to shed tears, and held my eyes against the wind without blinking.

6. If you are not happy, if you are not happy, then let it go; If you can't give it up or let it go, then it's painful.

7. Living in a gray world, although monotonous, I will not feel disappointed or sad.

8. Time will slowly precipitate, and some people will slowly blur in your heart. Learn to let go, your happiness needs its own fulfillment.

9. If you fall in love, don't let go of the opportunity easily. Recklessness may make you regret it for a while; Cowardice, but it may make you regret one.

I can't wait to be angry, and the thunder will roll in that day, and scorch your electricity inside and out.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the fate seems to be long. I don't know where to get the autumn frost ...... in the mirrorLi bai.

……The water is cold, the frost is falling, the autumn wind is bleak, and the eyebrows are often reduced.

Fold the yellow flowers frequently, comfort you drifting, comfort me lovesick tears.

Debts and fate, in the endOne night of warmth, a lifetime of heartbreak.

He is dark, I am deeply affectionate, and I am the most ruthless.

The thatched hut is broken by the autumn wind" Tang Du Fu.

In August and autumn, the wind roared, rolling up the triple thatch on my roof.

Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, the high one hangs on the long forest tops, and the lower one floats to the sinking pond pass.

The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless, and I could endure being thieves on the other side.

openly hugged the grass into the bamboo, his lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he only took it down and sighed to himself.

The wind in Russia sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn is silently dark.

The cloth has been cold as iron for many years, and Jiao'er is cracked in the couch.

There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp and have not been broken.

Since the mourning and lack of sleep, the long night is wet, what does it mean to be a god jujube?

It is recommended to find Du Fu's poems, Du Fu's poems are generally in a bad mood.

Hope it can help you.